Chapter 11: Deeds of darkness

The young Meister rages and screams. Her entire body is sore from the strains that keep her on the ground. Notiic is clearly overpowering her physically, but Nila's spirit burns brighter than the mightiest sun.

Incredible despair and fury claws to be released and the Pre-Kishin's mind is about to be thrashed and shattered.

'How can he see into my eyes? Are they open doors? With each gate leading them down into my core … where I've become so numb without a soul.'

Slowly, Notiic senses how Nila's body reaches its limit and the resistance and anger lifts from her body. A faint and stressed smile jumps on Skarachi's face when the young Meister finally stops with her erratic rage.

'My spirit is sleeping somewhere cold and it will remain frozen until I find it and lead it back home.' Nila's thoughts remain unnoticed by Notiic and the others.

Nila feels how she is dashing off into her own world again. The same feeling she had when she almost died by hiding from Shibusen. And all because one wretched god once incited her mother's demise.

The fresh and warm essence of life streamed down from her open throat as her mother collapsed between the fire and madness. Asura had taken countless lives, and that without lifting a finger.

Incredible fury boiled within Nila and finally, the young girl made her decision. Fight fire with fire. The youngest Pre-Kishin of her time, Nila had murdered hundreds of innocents.

However, Shibusen was aware of her doing and she had to hide. Frozen and imprisoned in that stasis cell for more than 800 years. Eventually, Nila is able to visualize HER again.

There, the beautiful woman she saw before. Her dainty figure hasn't changed. Nila can't let her eyes off the female. Her feminine appearance paralyzes her from the very first moment on. Nila's mind begins to fantasize about all kinds of things. She feels debauched.

Her gold, transparent eyes are still so innocent and ecstasizing. "mmhmm, Nila. Join me …" she says sultry. "Join me, she said." thinks Nila aloud, not caring if she could have heard it too.

The way she said it with her voice made it so very irresistible for Nila. She starts to think about what would happen if …. Suddenly, a voice in her head becomes louder and louder.

'Power!' "Yes that's what the voice in my head says. Reach for power. More. But that's madness!" 'Madness? Isn't that the ransom which WE seek? Ransom. Yes you want ransom, and I want power. It all fits together! Join her! DO IT!'

Nila floats within the empty space, motionless, debating with the voice in her head. While she is busy thinking with a head full of irrational thoughts, the woman leans closer, pulling Nila's head to hers. 'There! Take her!' shouts the voice.

Nila looks into her eyes as it is such tempting situation. 'So real, so authentic.' A world where she didn't have to hide her inclinations to kill and devour, destroy and annihilate everything in sight.

The taste of delicious madness, warm blood and cracking bones between palms and insanity kept her alive. And it is in that moment of appetent and mental rage that their lips met.

Once they did, Nila is overwhelmed by the feeling. Still she is able to analyze every sensation in that tempting moment. Electrifying, sensual and lustful. The woman feels warm, lithe and lissom, shifting perfectly into in front of Nila.

But despite her warm body, her breath is incredibly cold. Very cold. "It's like kissing an ice maiden" thinks Nila.

The kiss broke and she smirked maliciously at Nila, eyes glowing like amber in a mysterious flash. Something is greatly disturbing the Pre-Kishin in this situation, she sensed how the woman manages to get under the desperate Meister's defenses.

And now, she really couldn't think straight. Her hands itched for the kill, her throat for the woman's flesh, needing to give into insanity and release this pressure, win a new perspective on the circumstance but as they are still standing, she doesn't dare to break out.

The lust and hunger are becoming unbearable for Nila, and she tries to find a neat way out of this. "If you keep up with this, I will have to satisfy my hunger …." Nila leaned close, breathing the words against her naked skin. "Mmmhmm. That sounds so … dangerous, Nila. Show me … how you will …". Her voice sounds so randy and wanton alike.

'ZEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'

There! There is it, again. The sense of erratic madness and bottomless terror within her mind. The voice is becoming louder, her control is slipping. "I would be happy to continue this conversation, another time."

Nila grins at the woman and has a very pleasant thought with her on the ground, gashed open and her warm blood streaming across the ground. Nila's hands twitch for the kill, again. "… fucking. I'm losing it!" snarls Nila in her thoughts.

"…. awww why?" The woman keeps smiling at Nila and steps to the Meister's side. Her hands suddenly squeeze Nila's in a gently manner. The Pre-Kishin can't shake the feeling of, a sudden paranoid thought speeds through. "She won't let me. She won't. This lust, it's killing me!"

Nila's motionless grin hasn't changed during her inner conflict. It was still stupid smile, pointless, as she watches her. But then she turns to the woman with a soft grin. She gently squeezes back.

Suddenly, a door appears in the midst of nowhere. From the first room, the woman led her consort into a new room. "Here? What's the difference from the other area?"

The woman leers, looking at Nila in that way that suggests she knows exactly why they are here. Tables, chairs, as if a living room popped out of the darkness.

"If I could just … hunger … argh" is the Meister's first thought, but the woman interrupts. "This place seems more comfortable to you? Also..." Nila suddenly smiles brightly. "Oh, what could you be thinking?" The woman's sexual desire hasn't fainted, in fact, it grows stronger.

Her smile becomes lustful and she leans in. "Well … I am thinking ..." says the woman with a lustful tone, and she throws Nila down the ground, throwing herself against her and softly fondling Nila's face.

The feeling is even more tempting than before. Not like a short thrill, more like putting one's tongue to a battery, then keeping it there as the power and tension slowly goes up and down.

Nila's mind is out of control. Her thoughts aren't flowing right. "Kill? Sex? Do both? Her flesh, so warm and tasty. No … ?" Suddenly a piercing pain can be sensed. 'MORE! MORE!' shrieks the voice.

The sensation of the moment wins over and she fully accepts the woman's tongue. She is lost in excitation overload as something sinuous and tingly wraps around her tongue. "It feels so … awkward."

"And it tastes ... tastes like-" '!' rages the voice, again. There is a sudden explosion inside Nila's brain. When the Pre-Kishin finally suppresses the voice and returns after a moment of being lost, she realizes that the woman is sensually grinding against her.

Nila feels how streams of lust and madness crawl out of the woman's hand, through her head, and down into her entire body. Nila begins to understand as her mind suddenly snaps.

'Take her! Do her! OBTAIN POWER!' yells the voice, again. "NO!" screams Nila and throws the woman off. "What kind of sick game is this?" demands the Pre-Kishin. Suddenly the seducer laughs manically.

She grins at the Meister like a moron. With that single touch to her cranium, she is able to understand what she has been missing this whole time. She's a succubus. And she has something inside her.

That kiss, that tongue. That was something of her entering Nila's mouth. "Her grinding made me fall for her, blindfold. Way to go Nila." Nila senses something inside her now. It is moving, trying to take her over, and dominate the Pre-Kishin's being.

It is lacerating her body and mind, devouring her from the insides whilst Nila has the need to taste the woman's blood, feel her body and hear her moan. She starts chuckling but it soon escalates into a full maniacal laughter.

The insanity is getting the better of Nila. But the succubus isn't done, she triggers the sensation again, as Nila grabs her hand and spins her around, pressing her harder onto the ground.

"Enough! Show yourself, succubus!" roars Nila angrily, finally free from the paralyzing and disturbing game the demon has played. She held the demon there with one hand, her other hand a clenched fist.

"I bet you taste good …" The demon says it with utmost enthusiasm, her tongue sticking out and playing along the incisors in a vicious manner. She wasn't the least bit frightened by Nila's threat, even as the fist comes towards her.

"mmmhmmm … I do?" She almost moans it back and the demons within Nila begin to twist again. Nila groaned and brings her fist down. A miss.

Suddenly the woman's hand transmutes into a mighty talon and it slowly crawls up towards Nila. It barely touches her pale collar bone as suddenly, Nila feels something streaming through her body, halting any further motion.

A small pellet of blood appears and Nila begins to sweat with arousal. The piercing pain from the demons is so wonderfully hideous and her smooth skin is just screaming at the demon to be cut, demanding to be ruptured.

Slowly, the succubus draws the claw down her body. It slices easily through her frozen dress, into the naked skin, along her exposed chest, leaving just a line of red. The clutch continued, slightly shifting to the side to meet her hips.

Nila is huffing and puffing now and a hand reaches up to her head. At the slightest touch, the Pre-Kishin's madness manifests, the voice becomes louder than explosions, the horrible pain expands into her mind. Truly a stimulus satiation for body and spirit.

Nila feels numb and insentient. The only thing she senses is where the demon is lovingly cutting her skin. Slowly her body is recapturing its awareness. The clutch disappears.

There is screaming. Nila's throat feels barren, it must be her screaming. But there is another voice piercing the silence. She was screaming in pleasure, too. Pleasure ... this incredible pain is superb in its torture.

Nila's mind and body adjusts to the new perception, addicted to the sensation. She is screaming out in uncontainable rapture, arousing the insanity more and more. The Meister's screams turn into unsteady panting breaths.

She experiences how the voice is winning control, the more she is being devoured by this madness. Nila can't feel her own flesh and bones. The demons start to move again, her screams are dying down.

"NILA WAKE UP!" That voice is different! It's Kenji!

Wildly punching and jumping, Nila comes back to her senses and sees how Kenji and the rest of her friends stand around her bed, eyeing her with concern.

"Wha-what happened? Oh hell, my head hurts!" says Nila, rubbing her cranium and utterly confused.

Notiic is also in the room, sitting on the bed next to Nila's and watches how the moon slowly crawls up. "During the radio report about Dais' attack, you suddenly went berserk."

The Weapon stands up and slowly motions towards the Pre-Kishin. "Get her stuff ready, or we will miss our last chance to catch a fairy for Upotio." exclaims Skarachi with a plain vox.

Stress and despair have lifted, but a great worry remains around Nila and her friends. But now it is more important to catch the last boat, or they'll have to wait another week.

Another week on this remote place, far away from the cruel events and destiny forging adventures.

Upotio, the star of airports. And New Delhi's greatest invention ...

Yours faithfully,

Skadow